Sixteen years, three months later
We are finished with DAYCARE!
(Missing from picture is a certain 16 year old who later came home GLOWING and floating just a little bit. Her "not boyfriend" asked her to homecoming)
Back to my original thought - I now have days in a row when I don't worry about my children for six solid hours, nobody calls my cell phone to give me a play by play on a Zoodles game or tell me they are bored. Above all, I don't have to think about picking someone up from daycare or kindergarten in the middle of the day.
I know. You be jealous.